Chiara’s POVAlpha Thorne called me to visit. I was nervous. I had not spent a lot of time alone with the man. I know he was still skeptical about me but as a father and the leader of the pack, it was his job to worry about his son. I went with Sybil carrying a bowl of food. I found him in the living room, reading some letters. His glasses were pushed up on his nose. He pulled them off as soon as I enter.

“Chiara, thank you for seeing me. Please, sit down,” he said. I held out the bowl of ...